Paint my Sistine Chapel white
On my couch all night
Show me love
In whatever way it comes to you
As long as you hold me tight

I know your father hurt you
You say that's why God gave you me
You say I make it a little better
You say I make you happy
You say it with your fingers clenched
Wrapped tight around my neck
'Cause that's what love means to you
And I asked for it I guess

Oh oh
Beautiful, sweet, child of Cain
All you know is how to feel and how to deal
Out pain

I take my mother's scissors
Carve your name into my chest
'Cause I think you're so amazing
'Cause I think that you're the best
And the way you hurt me softly
Brings back such sweet memories
Of how the angels in my room and I
Would play when I was three
And if I try hard as I can
I think that I can make believe
That what we have is really love
'Cause what else could it even be?

It'd be impossible to live
Without you here with me
And it doesn't even matter
That with or without you, I can't breathe

Oh oh
Beautiful, sweet, child of Cain
All you know is how to feel and how to deal
Out pain